Clutter - The Entrance Part Ii - The Anguish And The Demons

Anguish has its way to turn into demons
And their faces look so friendly
All of them smile
As they carry their knives
They congratulate me and stab me a thousand times

'Though you cannot see the way
Life is just ahead
Beyond the prison I remain
Locked from my own death

'Though you cannot see the way
Life is just ahead
Beyond the prison I remain
Locked from my own death

All just lies
Lashed by fear of going where there's no return
What's left of myself
Weights on your hand, so like a grain of sand